Copyright © 2018 by chirchirmi

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This book is a work of pure fiction . Any form of copying the work is strictly prohibited. This work is based on my idea and if anybody came across any copying , kindly alert me.

            All the name ,place ,character are purely fictional and any resemblance to place, people ,incident are  a completely a coincidence.

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Prologue

The tasty aroma of coffee woke me up like any other morning . It has always been my alarm . I countdown in my mind with my eyes still closed  and a big smile that slowly creeps on my face....

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" Haze......sunshine.....the sun is shining high up in the sky...." He said it in a sing song voice. It was his usual morning routine of waking me up.

With his melodious voice, that always comfort and cheer me up and the usual morning coffee, it was the perfect way to wake up in the morning.

He laid down the coffee on the table side and pull off the cover blanket and then started tickling me.

"Stop it," I managed to wheeze out ,despite laughter.

" Good morning" , he said it with a smug look on his face for he had succeeded in waking me, a not so much of a morning person . It was a technique he uses everytime With a great success.

As I sit up after the laughter bout he peck my lips and wished me " good morning , sunshine " with that husky voice of his.............

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I woke up sweating profusely from that dream which I have always been having for some couple of months.

It's been 6 months since the death of Andy and it has always been that dream.....no a nightmare of the good time, that woke me up to the reality which this stubborn me couldn't accept.

"Sunshine " may have been his nickname for me but it has always been him that was the sunshine bringing rays of happiness and love for everyone.

He was my everything and I can't imagine my life without him, yet I have to live it, as the tears  dried out and i couldn't cry no more.........

........... And this would be my story......

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Hello!!!!

Hi, everyone this is my first time trying to write anything though I have been wanting to do so for a long time.

Hope this story is fine even if is not good and it would be to your liking. It might be laking at many thing so I would be open to suggestions for improvements.

And also sorry for the inconvenience , there was a limit of 500 word count and as I don't have a proper knowledge of the rules being a novice. Since originally i want to post the copyright and prologue seperately but due to the word limit which my prologue does not reach I had to post it together. Again sorry for the inconvenience.

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Thank you!!!!!

I am now on my way to work like any other morning. It has been 6 months since that accident where I lost Andy . The world hasn't change nor the people who I pass by in the street. They didn't care, It was just another day for them. They didn't see nor care about the sadness that is filling me. It was for no one to care but only  me......It felt  as if I really have no one left for me in this world.

      That fateful day was  when I lost my smile, my colour and my ray of sunshine and had become what you could say a fallen lifeless broken doll. It was a sudden goodbye , One that I would not forget and cherish it as it was my last moment with him.

Though 6 months has pass today was no different  from any other morning since the accident it was asif it was on replay button , I would have a recollection of those good days to the very last minute details, those days that would never happen again.  It was my protest to the world saying that I was never willing to let him go. It has become a part of my soul and the only meaning of my existence on this earth.

After losing my parents at 12, when our family face the worst bankruptcy . I live with my grandparents till I was 21 and after which  I moved out with Andy. They passed away shortly after like they have completed their work and as  now I  was now in capable hands. That was how much they trusted Andy .

He was always a good person and trusted by many. He has always stick with me during my worst time and have loved me as much as I loved him.From the moment when I met him which was when I moved in with my grandparents, we have always been together with him always helping me.  He was my best friend and will always be the love of my life

. The fact that i haven't done much for as compared to what he did for me would be an understatement. But he has gone away so fast before i could do anything for him with only his fading traces to accompany me.

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I reached the cafe where I work as the barrista. Before entering the cafe I muster up a smile, a perfectly acted out smile that could fool anyone . As I enter the bell chimes and Lena , the owner of the cafe look up and gave me a genuine smile , a smile that could light up anyone's day, it was an encouragement and strength needed for me to live through the day.

As the day advances the cafe got busier with me and Lena , Rin,Micheal, Simon working together .

"Haze, an order of a cappuccino, two espresso and a latte." Rin told me the order.

If I forget to mention my name is Hazel but they call me Haze.

Being the one in charge of coffee I began preparing it immediately as people hate to wait long for an order. As I was preparing , Simon came up to me and ask , "Haze, are you okay?"

"Of course I am okay" I said giving an even more wide fake smile.

He said " I know you are not and i dont know what to say but i know Andy would have want you to be happy and....um...um.."

Simon had always been bad with words but he always had the best in mind. Seeing him fumbling with words . I replied fast as i didn't want to make it uncomfortable for him.

" Thanks, Simon but I can take care of myself........ So here are the order"

As Simon left with the order I took down the fake smile from my face I know Andy would have want me to be happy but it was hard to forget someone who has always been with you. I know it was weak of me to not be able to stand alone but I needed the time to get over him , he who was with me the longest among my loved one.

This thing called destiny was so cruel ,it took away my parents , Nana and Grandpa now it took away Andy .

It took away all my dear ones . I would be crazy if I was fine.

With the days work done, I was on my way back my hands unknowingly fiddling with the ring on the necklace. It was the ring Andy proposed to me, a month prior to his death. That day had been the happiest day of my life.

(Flashback)

" Haze, sunshine where are you ?"

" I am still at work , what's wrong?" , I was getting worried , Andy never calls me when I am at work. He should also be busy during this time of the day in the firm where he had been working as a lawyer for almost 2 years.

" Sunshine I would be home late today so don't wait up ."

Not to be kidding I was disappointed , it has been a week where he is always  coming home late . I know it must have been busy at work but  I couldn't stop myself feeling down. But nevertheless I said,

" That's okay, honey ,but don't work yourself hard."

" I really want to be home early but work calls. But....... hearing your voice now is making me miss you more."

"OK you need to end the call  and go back to work or you would  miss me too much that you wouldn't be able to work anymore."

I said not able to stop the smile that was forming. I knew i would need to step up before he really throw away his work just to come home early as   He can be a really stubborn guy.

"Yes I think I need to, Haze I love  you"

"Yea , I love you too, bye"

" Bye"

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After work, at home, as I was fumbling with the switch to turn on the light in the apartment that Andy and I share for 4 years , suddenly a pathway of light  glowup  from the entrance to the living room. I could see the faint outlines of flower on the path way. Unsure of what was the special occasion it was , I follow the path lighted by the candle thinking of which special occasion I had forgotten, it wasn't a birthday or an anniversary. As I was walking on the pathway that extended till the door to the terrace While thinking about it I walked in the dark i  nearly trip on my own feet . As I was groaning and trying to get up , someone rushed in from the terrace and pick me up with his muscular arms and carried me bridal style toward the terrace. An arm I was so familiar with.....

" Andy....." I called out unsure of what the situation was.

"...... I Thought you would be at work..................

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As he didn't reply i started talking a bit louder

"hello!! Andy!! Why are you at home now and why can't I switch on the light I think something is wrong with it and we need to fix it."

"Sunshine, I love you but you need to keep quiet

for a while" he said as we reached the door of the terrace.Then he let me down on my feet in front of the closed door.

" Open it ." Andy said .

Unsure I open it and the sight before me made me gape like a dying fish.

It was a candlelight dinner.

" Andy......" I said as I went on the terrace......feeling him came up behind me... I turned back to question him on the occasion . As I turned back I saw him on the on one knee on the floor looking so handsome in his suits with a small box contain a huge diamond ring.

" Sunshine it's been almost 13 years since we have known each other and we had been dating for 8 years already. Everyday with you has been a blessing and I have no doubt that I want to spent together with you forever. So Hazel Morris will you do the honours of marrying me....?"

As he said that word I was so touched and tears  started rolling down my eyes I answered  without any hesitation

" Yes, yes, yes a thousand times yes!!!"

Then he put the ring on my finger and

He hug and lift me of the floor and circled kissing me so passionately pouring in all his emotions.

That night as we had the dinner that he prepared we talk of all the kinds of things. Sharing our thoughts about the marriage .

Unbeknownst of the tears and sadness that would come I smiled and laugh with all my heart.

( Flashback end)

As I reach the apartment and went inside ,the familiar yet so cold rooms greet me, his presence, his smell ,laughter all fading away.

All his things were kept as such in a false hope of how he would feel sad if when  he come back home  and find that all his things are gone.

Deep down I know the foolishness of this thought yet that console my tired soul .

As I slept in the bed that we had shared, the bed that has lost its warmth, a single tear slip down my cheeks realising it again that he was gone and would never be back.......

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Character bio :

Female protagonists :  Hazel Morris

Age : 25

Ex- boyfriend: (L) Andy Worrmam

Cause of death : car accident

Parents : Deceased also in a car accident

Grand parents : died peacefully

Sibling : none

{ Sorry for the lots of death😅😅)

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The week went by so slowly with the never ceasing continuity  of  my usual routine .

     It was the weekend today. I would be visiting Andy today like any other weekend since his death. It was the place where I can also be always assured he will be there forever, not like the other places where what remained are  only memories ...... I needed more than that . Call me greedy but that's how I feel.

           On the way I passed a park where I saw a lots of couple and families on dates and picnics, along with happy children running around because it was a weekend the day with no stress and worries which the work, schools created . It was a day of happiness , the day you enjoy with your love ones .

        I was also once happy like them with a smile that seems everlasting .

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As I enter the cemetery that hasn't change since last week .......

.....who am I kidding how can a cemetery change as much in a week time......well that is except for the new grave that was there on the other side of the cemetery.......

        I entered the cemetery,  after giving a small greeting to the Harry the sexton of this cemetery like the usual along with the  bouquet of the same  red tulips which was Andy favorite flower as it represent deep love. It was also from the same flower shop which was frequented by Andy.

        As I reached Andy's grave on the other side from the entrance. I laid down the flower . Reading the same words written on the headstone again and again as I did it every time.........

" Here lies Andy Worrmam

        (1989- 2018) 

        Beloved son, boyfriend and friend                                

         May he rest in peace"

  ........ It  bought tears to my eyes at the sight of another evidence that prove that he is gone and is resting peacefully . 

As I sit down," Hey Andy , how are you??" I ask him....." It has been hard but I got through another week without you. " I smiled knowing that he would be proud of me...

"I am trying hard to live a happy life for the both of us but it is hard. Maybe You would have been able to because you are strong but.............." I sobbed harder.

" I haven't stop thinking how I should have been on that car......and not you. And how I should not have let you go to work that day and convince you harder to rest maybe then your fever wouldn't have cause you to be in that accident........."

          Relieving that day always made me regret not stopping Andy from going to work on that day. That goofy smile that he had given before leaving for work telling me not to worry had been the last smile I would ever see.

If I had known I would have stop time to engrave him, even more in my memory and heart that nothing would ever take it away from me even though they have taken him from me.

         Whenever I talk to him I could feel more reassured and lighter. Yet the longing for his touch , smile and his presence never seem to go away easily .............

         Every week I wait for the weekend to come where I can talk to him again.......

          After the crying and talking by myself about all the tiniest bit of things that have happen that week......in the hope that he can hear me....... I started to getting ready to head back home as the sun had started to set. And as I  needed to go for shopping some necessities.

" Andy bye for now, but I would be back again so be well until then and  i will be too ,also don't  even think of saying that you are tired of me, because if you say that I would end up living here. "

    I smiled to reassure him like how I think he would like it, it was a smile that I used to smile with the real emotions and not a fake one......

" Bye"

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As I was leaving the cemetery I saw a man kneeling in front of an old grave which seemed to be 10-20 years old but I am not sure as I am bad at guessing such things......he was smiling and talking...... genuinely......

Which  would make us the polar opposite, while I cry refusing to accept the loss, he could smile accepting his loss. I admired his courage and found myself smiling at his direction as a form of congratulating  him  for his great courage.

           .......unbeknownst to the both of us fate was playing  with the strings of  our life . And has already linked us with the red string of fate......

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Unknown pov

As I read the writing on the headstone......" Mary Stells (1991- 97)

      Beloved daughter and sister.......

      May you rest in peace"

"Hello little sister" I smiled " It had been ages since I last visit , I know you would be angry so I bought you your favorite flower and chocolates...."

I laid down the red tulips and chocolate which were her favorite.

After conversing for a while I left.

As I left I check on   the woman  who was there before but she was gone, she look so helpless and sad that it actually made me want to care . She was in the same situation as I was in 21 years ago when Mary died and  I couldn't Accept her death.

      The thought of me wanting to care for her was a surprise to me as the only woman I care for in this world are my little sister Mary and mom. Seeing that she was no longer there, I left wondering why I care whether she left or not.

        Walking up to my car I left my humane persona which I only show my family and put on the facade of the ruthless billionaire which I show my employees and the world as  I made some call to my secretary......

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.............. And this is who i am , And this is my story where I fall in love with girl so broken that I became her light and pillar and mend her broken heart.......

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Ps :  Andy died in a car accident when his car hit a pole as he had fainted  due to a high fever....

This might have been a fiction but let us at best not try to drive or do anything any dangerous when we are ill and also prevent our close ones from doing such.

This might have been weird but forgive me for saying such if i have offended anyone.